Salute To The General

"Sure!" Leopold replied before clenching his fists and starting to exert force using his upper body.

Boom!

The explosive force that was generated from the expansion of the man's muscles ripped his shirt apart, tearing it into shreds.

Numerous intersecting scars could be seen on Leopold's muscular upper body as it was exposed.

Even though the eyebrows and sideburns of the tall-built general had already greyed, his body was still as strong as steel.

At that moment, the topless man, who was dressed in combat trousers and wearing a pair of black combat boots, looked exceptionally intimidating. He had a domineering aura surrounding him like he was ready to kill.

Gammon, Sofie and the rest had their eyes fixated on the screen with bated breath.

Everyone felt a rush of excitement and could not wait for the battle to unfold.

To the people of Remdik, Leopold, the strongest fighter in the country, was like a God on the battlefield.

With dark energy surrounding him, Leopold beckoned Nathan with his finger and said with a sneer, "Chief Cross, let's fight."

"All right!"

Not bothering to be polite, Nathan stepped forward and swung out a punch.

Leopold's eyes lit up. Instead of hiding, he responded to Nathan's attack with a punch as well.

Bam!

great as a comet crashing into Earth. A booming sound rang out

was horrifying how strong the two

were basically nuclear weapons in human

men's punches were equally

he felt dissatisfied with the outcome of their

raised his fist and aimed it at

were faster and more

his arm and threw a punch

Bam!

explosion

right after swinging out his punch, Leopold started launching

Nathan not only managed to

at the same

Leopold, hitting

say, Nathan's kick was extremely

thrown over thirty feet backward at the impact of the kick. With a loud thud, the general landed heavily on the ground as clouds of dust

were watching the match through the screen were utterly dumbfounded. Everyone was

watching the match anxiously as well, instinctively

expressions on their faces as they watched Leopold crashing into the ground as a result of Nathan's kick, wondering if the general had lost. Just when

mark of a footprint, there was no visible injury

his eyes turning increasingly cold, the general dusted his chest and said to Nathan in an intimidating voice, "Our battle has

bent his knees slightly,